For years I lived just down the road from where I worked. Last year I changed jobs and like most others here in my area I entered into the reality that an hour or more of my life each day would be spent getting myself to and from work.
For months I hated my commute. Having never spent significant time commuting daily, I was used to having that time for other things. I felt like precious time was being stolen from me. Each day I felt it influencing my mood negatively.
Have you ever had a moment when you saw something familiar but in an all new perspective? I experienced something like that last night while reading. I suddenly saw someone very close to me in a new way. Someone I knew my entire life, yet I failed to see them clearly until that moment in which a book inspired me to change my perspective.